I will walk through the storm with my chin held high see through the fog with a focused eye I don’t brag about the struggle but I honor the climb I built up my backbone that’s aging like wine see people switch up on me when stakes got h real but I learned to stay grounded both hands on the wheel I don’t chase validations I don’t beg for the nod just move towards the position provided by god

I was raised to learn how to stay sharp and aware where trust ain’t given it’s earned through the grind respect is a language you don’t speak with your mind I learned disalpine early how stand on my square out of thin air how to tighten up my stance not leave it to a chance